The Midnight Cry (Crosby)

Slumber not

slum­ber not

For the time flies apace—

The time for the Bride­groom is near;

Let us watch

let us wait

With a firm

trust­ing heart

Be rea­dy the sum­mons to hear.

O pro­vide for our lamps

Let your ves­sels be filled

With grace He will free­ly sup­ply;

Then

with rap­ture com­plete

Our be­lov­èd we shall meet

When mid­night shall ec­ho the cry.

Slumber not

slum­ber not

For the time flies apace—

The time for the Bride­groom is near;

Let us watch

let us wait

With a firm

trust­ing heart

Be rea­dy the sum­mons to hear.

Slumber not

slum­ber not

Tho’ He tar­ry awhile

Not long will He lin­ger away;

He has left His com­mands

To the faith­ful and wise

Then let us in meek­ness ob­ey.

Yes

the Bride­groom will come

To His long wait­ing bride

And wipe ev­ery tear from her eye;

Go ye forth may we hear

And with joy

not with fear

When mid­night shall ec­ho the cry.

Slumber not

slum­ber not

For the mo­ments are brief;

O think of their ang­uish of heart

Who will come

but too late

To the door of the feast

And hear from the Bride­groom

De­part.

Let our lamps be well filled

And their lus­ter be seen

When He to the mar­riage draws nigh

Then our souls will re­joice

At the sound of His voice

When mid­night shall ec­ho the cry.